Ye Xiyue's words changed Youlan's face slightly.?

"Aunt Lan, your face is not very good. I have appeared since you appeared just now. Are you injured?"

Youlan pretended to be relaxed and took out an ice-colored box, "Yue'er, this is your heart. Look at it, even if it's... the final farewell."

Ye Xiyue raised her eyebrows and took the ice-colored box from Youlan.

She just moved her body slightly, and when she stretched out her right hand, her right arm suddenly became numb, as if something was gnawing at her meridians, and her eyes were dark for a moment.

‘Bang!’

The ice-colored box fell on the brocade quilt.

Ye Xiyue shook her head, what's going on?

Youlan picked up the ice-colored box, "Yue'er, what's wrong with you?"

Ye Xiyue shook her head fiercely, and Guangming appeared again, "It's okay, my hands were numb just now."

"I thought you couldn't see it, so I was shocked."

Ye Xiyue moved her lips and said nothing. The feeling just now made her inexplicably think of the golden silkworm Gu.

When the Beiwu Empire was planning to kill Feng Wu, when she was saving Dugu's old man, she used the mother Gu stole from Xue Wushang in the Golden Palace to suck out the son Gu in Dugu's body. When she was conquering the mother Gu in the suburbs, she just felt a sting on her wrist. At that time, her right arm was numb and her eyes couldn't see it. It was only three seconds. It happened once again. This was the third time today.

Xue Wushang said that the female Gu, the Golden Silkworm Gu, is good at clones, and it can pass another self to others through saliva...

"Yue'er, do you feel uncomfortable somewhere?"

"Aunt Lan, I'm fine."

Youlan put the ice-colored box in front of her, "You take it away with me after a glance."

"Aunt Lan means..."

"Ten days ago, I had already dripped blood from Huang Junye's heart into Feng Zhi's heart. The curse on his body had been lifted, and Feng Zhi's heart no longer existed. This heart no longer beating. It was a heart of giving up, but after all, it was taken from you. In order to prevent villains from taking it away, I can't throw it away casually. I can't bear to break it into pieces, so I had to hand it over to my master."

"Aunt Lan's master..."

"Nine-level Immortal Master." Youlan looked at her lightly, "Yue'er, my master will help you keep this heart well. Although it has no vitality, it is your thing after all, and I should arrange it. I have promised you to keep it well for you, and I will definitely do it."

Ye Xiyue looked at the ice-colored box, which had a bright red spot inside, which was her heart, the heart that had been born.

In the practice of the Youlan, he chanted a few spells in the air, drew some runes, flicked his fingertips, and a white mist appeared in the stone chamber. A person transformed from the white mist. The other party had a snow-white length, but his face was as rosy as a young woman in her thirties.

"Lan'er." The woman called out softly, and when she saw the expression of Yulan, worry flashed in her eyes, "Lan'er, your deadline is coming?"

Youlan pursed her lips and chuckled, "Master, this is my relic. I want to hand it over to you before my death."

Final?

Relics?

Died?

Ye Xiyue's eyes sank, what does it mean?

While speaking, Youlan had handed the ice-colored box in her hand to the white woman through magic. The woman took it and frowned, "What is this?"

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Chapter completed!